Unexplainable
Disclaimer: Don't own. Again! Would I write this if I did? Wouldn't you be watching my little stories on TV then? Not reading them?
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Four: Mysterious Power
Rating: NC17
She gently pulled away from the sleeping Saiyajin, to no avail. She growled softly and tickled the tail around her waist. That only caused him to hold her tighter, pressing his hips to her. She rolled her eyes and settled in until she could get the injured Saiyajin to move.
A soft knock appeared at the door and Buruma checked herself and her new mate over, making sure they were both decently covered. "Come," she called softly.
Goku peeked his head around the corner of the door, blushing as he saw the Prince and his best friend 'cuddling'. "Um, Buruma? Could you come out here and talk to me a moment?"
She shook her head apologetically. "I can't. He's got an extremely firm hold on me and I can't move out of it."
He blinked. "Is he asleep?"
"More like passed out. Otherwise, he would have woken the moment you knocked on the door."
"I see."
"What did you need, Son-kun?"
Goku walked into the room, softly shutting the door behind him. "Chichi is pregnant..."
Buruma giggled. "I know, Son-kun."
He blinked. "How?"
"She told me."
"What? She knows, too?"
Buruma glanced at him sharply. "You mean she didn't tell you? Then how do you know?"
"The ki. I can feel her ki being disrupted. Besides, I made her get pregnant." He shrugged. "I wanted a child and somehow, I knew *how* to make her pregnant and how to not."
She blinked and glanced at the unconscious Vejiita. "He wouldn't-"
He shrugged. "I don't know, but you aren't pregnant. Either he didn't want you to be right now, or it's something only I can do. I don't know."
"But how can you tell? I mean we just did it not a half-hour ago..."
Goku grimaced. "Too much info. I knew immediately when Chichi was. Right after, actually. She smelled different and there was a slight disturbance in her ki. I've known you forever, Buruma, and you smell the same, except his scent is all over you, and your ki is normal."
She nodded. "Good, I didn't want a baby just yet. Not when I don't know what the hell is going on with *him*."
He nodded in understanding. "Anyway, I came here to get your advice, Buruma."
She cocked her head at him. "About what?"
"I got her pregnant and it will be a son. Of that I'm certain, but I'm worried. She seems... depressed. And she looks at me sadly and sighs a lot."
"It's probably just the hormones, Son-kun. I hear pregnant women get depressed and moody, among other things."
He shook his head. "No. I would know that. It's something else."
Buruma watched Goku for a few silent moments. "Have you told her you love her?"
He blinked. "But she knows-"
She shook her head. "She may *know*, Son-kun, but she also needs reassurance of it sometimes."
"But-"
"But nothing. It's a woman thing, I think. She may know you love her, but women need to hear it sometimes. Especially now that she's pregnant. She needs to know you love her and you'll love the child and you'll be there."
He cocked his head at her. "But of course I'll be there. We're married, Buruma. Where would I go?"
She sighed. "She's just insecure right now. Part of that will be the hormones, and part of it will be the new change in your lives. She just needs to hear it. Take her out, Son-kun. Make love to her. Love her and tell her."
He blushed. "What about you and him? I can't just leave you guys-"
"It'll be okay. He's still injured; besides, he says I'm his 'mate.' He won't hurt me."
"I don't know..."
She made a shoo-ing motion with her free hand. "It'll be fine. If he wants me as his mate, he'll have to learn to not kill everyone. Otherwise, I'll leave. I can't be with someone who would hurt me willingly like that. I don't know if I can be with someone as dangerous as him, anyway. I'm confused, but I know he won't kill me. So go out and make Chichi feel better. She's a woman and sometimes she needs to know you see her as a beautiful and precious part of your life. She needs to hear you say it, Son-kun. Go away," she mock ordered with a wink.
He frowned. "Are you sure-"
"Yes, yes! Go!"
He grinned. "Okay! But promise if he gets out of hand-"
"I'll call you, I promise! Go!"
"Okay!" he exclaimed and ran out of the room. Buruma rolled her eyes and sighed.
"What was that fool doing here?" Vejiita grumbled irritably, his breath tickling her ear.
She started and blushed. "I'm sorry, I thought you were passed out and he needed to talk to me. You wouldn't let me up, so I talked to him in here. I'm sorry if we woke you."
He snorted softly. "You didn't. I was awake the moment he knocked. Pathetic fool," he muttered under his breath.
"Me? Or him?"
"You may be a pathetic fool but I was talking about him."
"Gee, thanks. You really know how to talk to women, don't you?" she snapped. "Really makes me want to be your mate."
"You already are, Onna."
"That has yet to be decided," she stated stubbornly.
He growled and sat up on an elbow to glare at her. "See this?" he pointed to her mark and then the one on his neck. "That makes us mates. You are mine as I am yours, damn it! Why are you fighting this?"
"I don't even know you!"
He scowled. "So? You are attracted to me."
She glared at him. "There is more to a relationship than good sex, damn you!"
He blinked. "Of course there is. The brats, too."
Gaping, Buruma pulled away from him. "Excuse me? That's all you think a 'mate' is good for? Sex and having kids? What about love and caring and companionship?"
He smirked at her. "What room does a warrior have for such things? I am a Prince of warriors; I have no need for such weaknesses."
"Then why did you mate me?!"
He shrugged. "I wanted you."
"That's it?"
He nodded. "Why else would I mate?"
She growled and pulled violently away from him, only to be yanked down to the bed, pinned by his hand to her throat. He glared from above her. She stared back, unafraid. "Killing your mate now?"
He snorted. "I would not kill you, Onna. Killing one's mate is dishonorable."
"Oh, so honor is stopping you from killing me?" She laughed bitterly. "Wonderful, I have to be lusting after a cold-hearted murderer. I am beyond messed up. I hate you," she spat at him.
His eyes narrowed further. "No. You will not hate me."
"Why not?"
To her surprise, he released her neck and moved away from her to lie on his back on the bed. "I have enough people who hate me. I do not wish my mate to as well," he stated softly.
Buruma blinked and watched him silently for a few moments. "How can I be with someone who cares nothing for me?" she whispered. "That is why I can't be your mate, Vejiita. If it were for love, I'd leave my planet and be with you. But it isn't. It's for lust."
He shook his head minutely and looked at her, his eyes pained. "It isn't just for lust," he murmured and reached for her, pulling her gently to his chest. He gazed into her eyes and kissed her tenderly. His hands trailed down her naked body, stopping at her hips. He released her mouth, looking into her cerulean eyes once more. "I lust after you, yes. That is undeniable. But I wish you to come with me, because you are mine. I made you mark me as yours last night. Did that mean nothing?" he asked softly, kissing her again. "Marking of the female happens in every mated pair. The marking of a male is rare. Very, very rare." He nuzzled her hair.
He rolled on top of her, nibbling lightly on her lower lip. "Do you not understand, Onna? I want you," he murmured huskily.
"Wanting me isn't enough," she murmured. "It isn't enough..."
"Onna..." He growled and bit her neck again, lapping at her blood, purring softly to her. "Come with me..."
She shook her head.
He stared into her half-lidded eyes intensely. "You are now the Saiyajin Princess, Onna. I cannot leave you here," he told her. "I cannot leave you." Buruma blinked, causing a tear to make its way down her cheek. He gently kissed it away. "Why are you crying?"
"Can you love? Ever?"
"Caring and love was beaten out of me, Onna. I don't know. If I were to care about you, you'd be taken from me. Do not wish for my affections. You don't want them." He grunted. "What more can I do? What will it take to have you? I need you," he moaned out. He lay on her, panting softly in her ear. "Please," he pleaded softly. "Please, come with me. I cannot leave you."
She looked at the exhausted Saiyajin. 'Who would have thought he could turn me on so much?'
"I can't stay here, come with me," he ordered again. "I'll be healed enough in two days, Onna. Please."
She sighed. "I can't leave my home."
He sighed. She lay beneath him, breathing hard, and nearly asleep. He rolled off her, pulling her back to his chest, and wrapping an arm possessively around her waist. He set his chin on her head and sighed.
"No more, I'm too tired," she whispered sleepily.
"Feh," he snorted. "Weakling."
"I know," she responded breathlessly and fell asleep.
Vejiita listened to her breath softly in the quiet room, his mind whirling. He spanned his fingers across her stomach and sighed again. If he had to, he'd kidnap her when he left, he decided. "After all, little Princess," he murmured softly, "I cannot leave my mate or my heir alone." He exhaled silently and fell asleep, his hand still placed delicately over her stomach.
~~~
Buruma woke to a frantic Goku busting into the bedroom door, his face a mixture of shock, awe and fear. She blinked rapidly, trying to wake up enough to figure out what the hell was going on. "Wha-?"
"Buruma! There is a *huge* power coming right for Earth. And I mean, gigantically huge."
Buruma started and glanced at Vejiita, noticing his pale face, his eyes wide. "What is it?"
"It can't be," he murmured so softly only Buruma heard. "Why would he...?"
"What is it, Vejiita?" she asked frantically.
Goku blinked and looked to the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Do you know who it is?"
Vejiita nodded, scrambling out of the bed, butt naked. Buruma sighed and rolled her eyes, getting out of bed herself, pulling the sheet with her. "I'm getting dressed," she stated. "How long until the power gets here?"
Vejiita looked at her, his eyes grave. "Little less than an hour," he spoke gruffly.
She nodded and looked pointedly at his nakedness. "I think we need to get you some clothes other than your shredded shorts."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
Rolling her eyes, Buruma walked out of the room, brushing passed Goku. He grabbed her arm gently, looking at her worriedly. "I need a place to put Chichi, Buruma. I won't leave her alone while she's pregnant. I need to know she's okay should something happen."
Buruma sighed and nodded. "Chichi and I will stay here, okay? I'll look after her."
Goku smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Buruma. You're wonderful."
She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "I know."
A growl from Vejiita reminded the two friends of his presence and Buruma looked at him in confusion. "Yes?"
He just snarled and stalked passed her into the hallway. She blinked. "What in the world is he so pissed about?"
Goku shrugged. "He's jealous. Get dressed, Buruma. And arm yourself, okay?"
She nodded and went into her bedroom, dressing quickly. She scrounged up some clothing for Vejiita as well and headed to find the errant Saiyajin. She entered the silent living room, finding a teary-eyed Chichi. "Hey, Chichi? What's wrong?" Buruma asked worriedly and sat beside her friend on the couch.
"Goku says that the power coming for us is beyond imagining. He told me that he knows he can't defeat it. He'll die!"
Buruma sighed and hugged her friend. "We'll think of something," she reassured her friend. "We have the dragonballs, remember?"
She nodded. "I know, but Piccolo is joining the fight as well, and if he dies, so does Kami."
Buruma gulped. "Hey, come on. This is Son-kun, remember? He always wins. We just have to believe in him, eh?" Buruma asked cheerfully, trying to calm the upset woman. "Have you seen Vejiita around here? I found him some clothes and although it'll be funny if he shows up to the battle naked, I don't think we really want that."
Chichi shook her head. "No, I haven't seen him. Or Goku for that matter. Not since he dropped me off here."
Buruma sighed. "Wonderful. I'm going to search for them and then you and I will go down to my lab, okay?"
"Your lab? Why?"
"Because, I have something important down there. And you and I might need it." Buruma stood up, pat the worried woman, and walked out of the house, heading towards the back yard. Praying the men would be there. She nearly ran into Yamucha as she turned the corner. "Hey, Yamucha. Have you seen a naked Vejiita around here?"
Yamucha blinked. "Um, no. Why would he be naked?"
"Because his shorts are shredded and I just found him some clothes."
"Okay, whatever, Buruma."
"Is everyone here?"
He nodded. "Piccolo, included."
"Where's Son-kun?"
"Over by the kitchen entrance."
"Thanks, Yamucha," she said, smiling, walking away from her ex-boyfriend. She was stopped, however, by an arm on her shoulder. She turned to look at him, confused.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah?"
"Is Vejiita going to fight with us?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. He knows who it is, but hasn't told us yet. I don't know if he's friend or foe, or what."
He nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I'd prefer if he didn't. We don't know if we can trust him."
She glared at Yamucha. "We don't know if we can trust Piccolo, either."
His brow furrowed. "I know, but-"
"No. Just knock it off. Don't let your jealousy cloud your judgment. I need to find him and Goku now. Let go of my arm, please," she ordered softly. He released her and she stalked angrily away from him, headed for Goku. When she reached her worried friend, she sighed, forcing the anger to the back of her mind for later use. "Son-kun?"
He glanced at her. "Buruma?"
"Where's Vejiita? I've found some clothes."
"He went to his ship."
"Is he coming back?"
"He's on his way back now."
"Oh. What's he wearing?" she asked confused.
"Buruma!"
"Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter! I only meant that he only has those spandex shorts and they are pretty much rags now."
He laughed, putting an arm around her. He frowned suddenly. "Buruma?"
"Hmm?" she asked softly.
"Remember when I came to you for advice?"
She nodded.
"How I said you weren't pregnant?"
She nodded again. "Yeah, so?"
"Well, you smell pregnant now..."
She blinked. "What?"
"And your ki is disrupted. I do believe you're going to be a mother..."
She gaped at her friend. "What?!"
He nodded.
"Did Vejiita purposely... Hey! Son-kun, that wasn't fair! You should have let me find out on my own... not tell me only hours after the fact!"
He blushed. "Sorry."
She put a hand on her flat stomach in awe. "A baby?"
Goku smiled tenderly, squeezing her shoulders and kissing the top of her head. "A baby."
She giggled. "Wow."
He nodded. "Yeah, it is. I wonder whom it will look like. Let's hope it takes after you, eh?"
Buruma laughed out loud. "Yeah, you better hope."
Goku's head snapped up and he grimaced. "Vejiita's here and he is beyond mad at the moment."
"About what?" she asked as she watched the Saiyajin land before them, his face thunderous. Buruma noted he had put on the shorts from earlier on.
"What do I look like? A mind reader?"
Buruma laughed and pulled away from her friend, walking over to her Saiyajin no Ouji, shaking her head slightly. "Vejiita, I found some clothes for you -"
"What are you doing with him?" he hissed softly when she stopped in front of him.
She blinked. "Talking, actually. Do you want to get dressed?" she asked holding out the clothes.
He snarled but took them, and then grabbed her around the waist bringing her face to his and kissing her roughly.
Her eyes snapped open in shock. She absently heard gasps from behind her, but pushed them aside. When he let her up for air, she blushed. "What in the world are you doing, Vejiita? I was planning on telling the others way later than now..."
"Feh. Who cares about them? I could care less if they know or don't know about it." He nuzzled her neck softly, nipping at her soft skin.
"Then why are you seducing me right now? What about the power coming for us? And you getting dressed?"
"I'm not seducing you," he murmured softly.
"Then what are you doing?"
"Can't a Saiyajin kiss his mate?"
"Um, I suppose, but you are being awfully sweet..."
"Feh," he snorted. "Sweet has nothing to do with it."
"What about getting dressed?"
"Later." He kissed the hollow of her throat, purring loudly in her ears. Her knees felt weak and she would have collapsed if it weren't for Vejiita's arm around her waist.
"The power coming here...."
"Will be here soon," he finished, biting her roughly, opening her wound.
"What are you doing, Vejiita? My friends are staring at us..."
"Feh. Doesn't matter."
"Who's coming here?"
"Someone very, very bad," he murmured, picking her up, wrapping her legs around his waist carrying her towards the house.
"Then why-?"
"Damn it, Onna, shut up!" he snarled and kissed her again, floating up to her window, opening it with a hand and entering the room. He leaned her against the wall and nipped her neck again. "Now your pathetic friends aren't watching," he growled.
~~~
He leaned his head against her shoulder, panting softly.
"What was that for?" she asked breathlessly.
"I needed you," he murmured. "I hate you. Gods, I hate you."
She blinked. "What about the person coming?"
He sighed and let her slide to the floor, pulling himself out of her with a small hiss. He quickly dressed in the clothes she brought, grimacing when he saw them. She dressed in another outfit, as he destroyed her own. "I want you to leave the planet," he ordered softly.
"Huh?"
"Leave the planet. My ship is still operational. I want you to leave."
"But why?"
"I don't want you killed, damn it!"
She blinked again. "Who's coming, Vejiita?"
"Furiza."
~~~
AN: Um, don't ask.
Lovies!
Disclaimer: Don't own. Again! Would I write this if I did? Wouldn't you be watching my little stories on TV then? Not reading them?
By: Selenity Jade (Jadesama@aol.com)
Chapter Four: Mysterious Power
Rating: NC17
She gently pulled away from the sleeping Saiyajin, to no avail. She growled softly and tickled the tail around her waist. That only caused him to hold her tighter, pressing his hips to her. She rolled her eyes and settled in until she could get the injured Saiyajin to move.
A soft knock appeared at the door and Buruma checked herself and her new mate over, making sure they were both decently covered. "Come," she called softly.
Goku peeked his head around the corner of the door, blushing as he saw the Prince and his best friend 'cuddling'. "Um, Buruma? Could you come out here and talk to me a moment?"
She shook her head apologetically. "I can't. He's got an extremely firm hold on me and I can't move out of it."
He blinked. "Is he asleep?"
"More like passed out. Otherwise, he would have woken the moment you knocked on the door."
"I see."
"What did you need, Son-kun?"
Goku walked into the room, softly shutting the door behind him. "Chichi is pregnant..."
Buruma giggled. "I know, Son-kun."
He blinked. "How?"
"She told me."
"What? She knows, too?"
Buruma glanced at him sharply. "You mean she didn't tell you? Then how do you know?"
"The ki. I can feel her ki being disrupted. Besides, I made her get pregnant." He shrugged. "I wanted a child and somehow, I knew *how* to make her pregnant and how to not."
She blinked and glanced at the unconscious Vejiita. "He wouldn't-"
He shrugged. "I don't know, but you aren't pregnant. Either he didn't want you to be right now, or it's something only I can do. I don't know."
"But how can you tell? I mean we just did it not a half-hour ago..."
Goku grimaced. "Too much info. I knew immediately when Chichi was. Right after, actually. She smelled different and there was a slight disturbance in her ki. I've known you forever, Buruma, and you smell the same, except his scent is all over you, and your ki is normal."
She nodded. "Good, I didn't want a baby just yet. Not when I don't know what the hell is going on with *him*."
He nodded in understanding. "Anyway, I came here to get your advice, Buruma."
She cocked her head at him. "About what?"
"I got her pregnant and it will be a son. Of that I'm certain, but I'm worried. She seems... depressed. And she looks at me sadly and sighs a lot."
"It's probably just the hormones, Son-kun. I hear pregnant women get depressed and moody, among other things."
He shook his head. "No. I would know that. It's something else."
Buruma watched Goku for a few silent moments. "Have you told her you love her?"
He blinked. "But she knows-"
She shook her head. "She may *know*, Son-kun, but she also needs reassurance of it sometimes."
"But-"
"But nothing. It's a woman thing, I think. She may know you love her, but women need to hear it sometimes. Especially now that she's pregnant. She needs to know you love her and you'll love the child and you'll be there."
He cocked his head at her. "But of course I'll be there. We're married, Buruma. Where would I go?"
She sighed. "She's just insecure right now. Part of that will be the hormones, and part of it will be the new change in your lives. She just needs to hear it. Take her out, Son-kun. Make love to her. Love her and tell her."
He blushed. "What about you and him? I can't just leave you guys-"
"It'll be okay. He's still injured; besides, he says I'm his 'mate.' He won't hurt me."
"I don't know..."
She made a shoo-ing motion with her free hand. "It'll be fine. If he wants me as his mate, he'll have to learn to not kill everyone. Otherwise, I'll leave. I can't be with someone who would hurt me willingly like that. I don't know if I can be with someone as dangerous as him, anyway. I'm confused, but I know he won't kill me. So go out and make Chichi feel better. She's a woman and sometimes she needs to know you see her as a beautiful and precious part of your life. She needs to hear you say it, Son-kun. Go away," she mock ordered with a wink.
He frowned. "Are you sure-"
"Yes, yes! Go!"
He grinned. "Okay! But promise if he gets out of hand-"
"I'll call you, I promise! Go!"
"Okay!" he exclaimed and ran out of the room. Buruma rolled her eyes and sighed.
"What was that fool doing here?" Vejiita grumbled irritably, his breath tickling her ear.
She started and blushed. "I'm sorry, I thought you were passed out and he needed to talk to me. You wouldn't let me up, so I talked to him in here. I'm sorry if we woke you."
He snorted softly. "You didn't. I was awake the moment he knocked. Pathetic fool," he muttered under his breath.
"Me? Or him?"
"You may be a pathetic fool but I was talking about him."
"Gee, thanks. You really know how to talk to women, don't you?" she snapped. "Really makes me want to be your mate."
"You already are, Onna."
"That has yet to be decided," she stated stubbornly.
He growled and sat up on an elbow to glare at her. "See this?" he pointed to her mark and then the one on his neck. "That makes us mates. You are mine as I am yours, damn it! Why are you fighting this?"
"I don't even know you!"
He scowled. "So? You are attracted to me."
She glared at him. "There is more to a relationship than good sex, damn you!"
He blinked. "Of course there is. The brats, too."
Gaping, Buruma pulled away from him. "Excuse me? That's all you think a 'mate' is good for? Sex and having kids? What about love and caring and companionship?"
He smirked at her. "What room does a warrior have for such things? I am a Prince of warriors; I have no need for such weaknesses."
"Then why did you mate me?!"
He shrugged. "I wanted you."
"That's it?"
He nodded. "Why else would I mate?"
She growled and pulled violently away from him, only to be yanked down to the bed, pinned by his hand to her throat. He glared from above her. She stared back, unafraid. "Killing your mate now?"
He snorted. "I would not kill you, Onna. Killing one's mate is dishonorable."
"Oh, so honor is stopping you from killing me?" She laughed bitterly. "Wonderful, I have to be lusting after a cold-hearted murderer. I am beyond messed up. I hate you," she spat at him.
His eyes narrowed further. "No. You will not hate me."
"Why not?"
To her surprise, he released her neck and moved away from her to lie on his back on the bed. "I have enough people who hate me. I do not wish my mate to as well," he stated softly.
Buruma blinked and watched him silently for a few moments. "How can I be with someone who cares nothing for me?" she whispered. "That is why I can't be your mate, Vejiita. If it were for love, I'd leave my planet and be with you. But it isn't. It's for lust."
He shook his head minutely and looked at her, his eyes pained. "It isn't just for lust," he murmured and reached for her, pulling her gently to his chest. He gazed into her eyes and kissed her tenderly. His hands trailed down her naked body, stopping at her hips. He released her mouth, looking into her cerulean eyes once more. "I lust after you, yes. That is undeniable. But I wish you to come with me, because you are mine. I made you mark me as yours last night. Did that mean nothing?" he asked softly, kissing her again. "Marking of the female happens in every mated pair. The marking of a male is rare. Very, very rare." He nuzzled her hair.
He rolled on top of her, nibbling lightly on her lower lip. "Do you not understand, Onna? I want you," he murmured huskily.
"Wanting me isn't enough," she murmured. "It isn't enough..."
"Onna..." He growled and bit her neck again, lapping at her blood, purring softly to her. "Come with me..."
She shook her head.
He stared into her half-lidded eyes intensely. "You are now the Saiyajin Princess, Onna. I cannot leave you here," he told her. "I cannot leave you." Buruma blinked, causing a tear to make its way down her cheek. He gently kissed it away. "Why are you crying?"
"Can you love? Ever?"
"Caring and love was beaten out of me, Onna. I don't know. If I were to care about you, you'd be taken from me. Do not wish for my affections. You don't want them." He grunted. "What more can I do? What will it take to have you? I need you," he moaned out. He lay on her, panting softly in her ear. "Please," he pleaded softly. "Please, come with me. I cannot leave you."
She looked at the exhausted Saiyajin. 'Who would have thought he could turn me on so much?'
"I can't stay here, come with me," he ordered again. "I'll be healed enough in two days, Onna. Please."
She sighed. "I can't leave my home."
He sighed. She lay beneath him, breathing hard, and nearly asleep. He rolled off her, pulling her back to his chest, and wrapping an arm possessively around her waist. He set his chin on her head and sighed.
"No more, I'm too tired," she whispered sleepily.
"Feh," he snorted. "Weakling."
"I know," she responded breathlessly and fell asleep.
Vejiita listened to her breath softly in the quiet room, his mind whirling. He spanned his fingers across her stomach and sighed again. If he had to, he'd kidnap her when he left, he decided. "After all, little Princess," he murmured softly, "I cannot leave my mate or my heir alone." He exhaled silently and fell asleep, his hand still placed delicately over her stomach.
~~~
Buruma woke to a frantic Goku busting into the bedroom door, his face a mixture of shock, awe and fear. She blinked rapidly, trying to wake up enough to figure out what the hell was going on. "Wha-?"
"Buruma! There is a *huge* power coming right for Earth. And I mean, gigantically huge."
Buruma started and glanced at Vejiita, noticing his pale face, his eyes wide. "What is it?"
"It can't be," he murmured so softly only Buruma heard. "Why would he...?"
"What is it, Vejiita?" she asked frantically.
Goku blinked and looked to the Saiyajin no Ouji. "Do you know who it is?"
Vejiita nodded, scrambling out of the bed, butt naked. Buruma sighed and rolled her eyes, getting out of bed herself, pulling the sheet with her. "I'm getting dressed," she stated. "How long until the power gets here?"
Vejiita looked at her, his eyes grave. "Little less than an hour," he spoke gruffly.
She nodded and looked pointedly at his nakedness. "I think we need to get you some clothes other than your shredded shorts."
He shrugged. "Whatever."
Rolling her eyes, Buruma walked out of the room, brushing passed Goku. He grabbed her arm gently, looking at her worriedly. "I need a place to put Chichi, Buruma. I won't leave her alone while she's pregnant. I need to know she's okay should something happen."
Buruma sighed and nodded. "Chichi and I will stay here, okay? I'll look after her."
Goku smiled gratefully. "Thanks, Buruma. You're wonderful."
She smiled and kissed him on the cheek. "I know."
A growl from Vejiita reminded the two friends of his presence and Buruma looked at him in confusion. "Yes?"
He just snarled and stalked passed her into the hallway. She blinked. "What in the world is he so pissed about?"
Goku shrugged. "He's jealous. Get dressed, Buruma. And arm yourself, okay?"
She nodded and went into her bedroom, dressing quickly. She scrounged up some clothing for Vejiita as well and headed to find the errant Saiyajin. She entered the silent living room, finding a teary-eyed Chichi. "Hey, Chichi? What's wrong?" Buruma asked worriedly and sat beside her friend on the couch.
"Goku says that the power coming for us is beyond imagining. He told me that he knows he can't defeat it. He'll die!"
Buruma sighed and hugged her friend. "We'll think of something," she reassured her friend. "We have the dragonballs, remember?"
She nodded. "I know, but Piccolo is joining the fight as well, and if he dies, so does Kami."
Buruma gulped. "Hey, come on. This is Son-kun, remember? He always wins. We just have to believe in him, eh?" Buruma asked cheerfully, trying to calm the upset woman. "Have you seen Vejiita around here? I found him some clothes and although it'll be funny if he shows up to the battle naked, I don't think we really want that."
Chichi shook her head. "No, I haven't seen him. Or Goku for that matter. Not since he dropped me off here."
Buruma sighed. "Wonderful. I'm going to search for them and then you and I will go down to my lab, okay?"
"Your lab? Why?"
"Because, I have something important down there. And you and I might need it." Buruma stood up, pat the worried woman, and walked out of the house, heading towards the back yard. Praying the men would be there. She nearly ran into Yamucha as she turned the corner. "Hey, Yamucha. Have you seen a naked Vejiita around here?"
Yamucha blinked. "Um, no. Why would he be naked?"
"Because his shorts are shredded and I just found him some clothes."
"Okay, whatever, Buruma."
"Is everyone here?"
He nodded. "Piccolo, included."
"Where's Son-kun?"
"Over by the kitchen entrance."
"Thanks, Yamucha," she said, smiling, walking away from her ex-boyfriend. She was stopped, however, by an arm on her shoulder. She turned to look at him, confused.
"Can I ask you something?"
"Yeah?"
"Is Vejiita going to fight with us?"
She shrugged. "I don't know. He knows who it is, but hasn't told us yet. I don't know if he's friend or foe, or what."
He nodded thoughtfully. "Well, I'd prefer if he didn't. We don't know if we can trust him."
She glared at Yamucha. "We don't know if we can trust Piccolo, either."
His brow furrowed. "I know, but-"
"No. Just knock it off. Don't let your jealousy cloud your judgment. I need to find him and Goku now. Let go of my arm, please," she ordered softly. He released her and she stalked angrily away from him, headed for Goku. When she reached her worried friend, she sighed, forcing the anger to the back of her mind for later use. "Son-kun?"
He glanced at her. "Buruma?"
"Where's Vejiita? I've found some clothes."
"He went to his ship."
"Is he coming back?"
"He's on his way back now."
"Oh. What's he wearing?" she asked confused.
"Buruma!"
"Hey! Get your mind out of the gutter! I only meant that he only has those spandex shorts and they are pretty much rags now."
He laughed, putting an arm around her. He frowned suddenly. "Buruma?"
"Hmm?" she asked softly.
"Remember when I came to you for advice?"
She nodded.
"How I said you weren't pregnant?"
She nodded again. "Yeah, so?"
"Well, you smell pregnant now..."
She blinked. "What?"
"And your ki is disrupted. I do believe you're going to be a mother..."
She gaped at her friend. "What?!"
He nodded.
"Did Vejiita purposely... Hey! Son-kun, that wasn't fair! You should have let me find out on my own... not tell me only hours after the fact!"
He blushed. "Sorry."
She put a hand on her flat stomach in awe. "A baby?"
Goku smiled tenderly, squeezing her shoulders and kissing the top of her head. "A baby."
She giggled. "Wow."
He nodded. "Yeah, it is. I wonder whom it will look like. Let's hope it takes after you, eh?"
Buruma laughed out loud. "Yeah, you better hope."
Goku's head snapped up and he grimaced. "Vejiita's here and he is beyond mad at the moment."
"About what?" she asked as she watched the Saiyajin land before them, his face thunderous. Buruma noted he had put on the shorts from earlier on.
"What do I look like? A mind reader?"
Buruma laughed and pulled away from her friend, walking over to her Saiyajin no Ouji, shaking her head slightly. "Vejiita, I found some clothes for you -"
"What are you doing with him?" he hissed softly when she stopped in front of him.
She blinked. "Talking, actually. Do you want to get dressed?" she asked holding out the clothes.
He snarled but took them, and then grabbed her around the waist bringing her face to his and kissing her roughly.
Her eyes snapped open in shock. She absently heard gasps from behind her, but pushed them aside. When he let her up for air, she blushed. "What in the world are you doing, Vejiita? I was planning on telling the others way later than now..."
"Feh. Who cares about them? I could care less if they know or don't know about it." He nuzzled her neck softly, nipping at her soft skin.
"Then why are you seducing me right now? What about the power coming for us? And you getting dressed?"
"I'm not seducing you," he murmured softly.
"Then what are you doing?"
"Can't a Saiyajin kiss his mate?"
"Um, I suppose, but you are being awfully sweet..."
"Feh," he snorted. "Sweet has nothing to do with it."
"What about getting dressed?"
"Later." He kissed the hollow of her throat, purring loudly in her ears. Her knees felt weak and she would have collapsed if it weren't for Vejiita's arm around her waist.
"The power coming here...."
"Will be here soon," he finished, biting her roughly, opening her wound.
"What are you doing, Vejiita? My friends are staring at us..."
"Feh. Doesn't matter."
"Who's coming here?"
"Someone very, very bad," he murmured, picking her up, wrapping her legs around his waist carrying her towards the house.
"Then why-?"
"Damn it, Onna, shut up!" he snarled and kissed her again, floating up to her window, opening it with a hand and entering the room. He leaned her against the wall and nipped her neck again. "Now your pathetic friends aren't watching," he growled.
~~~
He leaned his head against her shoulder, panting softly.
"What was that for?" she asked breathlessly.
"I needed you," he murmured. "I hate you. Gods, I hate you."
She blinked. "What about the person coming?"
He sighed and let her slide to the floor, pulling himself out of her with a small hiss. He quickly dressed in the clothes she brought, grimacing when he saw them. She dressed in another outfit, as he destroyed her own. "I want you to leave the planet," he ordered softly.
"Huh?"
"Leave the planet. My ship is still operational. I want you to leave."
"But why?"
"I don't want you killed, damn it!"
She blinked again. "Who's coming, Vejiita?"
"Furiza."
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AN: Um, don't ask.
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